The Minotaur grinned as he stepped between the mercenary legs, slipping his arms under the prisoner’s legs to grab the man’s arms. The large brute’s shaft started pushing against the mercenary’s sore hole, the thick member. having become familiar with his hole over the past few days. The human let out a grunt as the large bull’s head popped past his entrance, his flaccid shaft giving an involuntary twitch.The large bull surged forward, catching the human off guard as the Minotaur’s thick member sunk to half its length. The large brute got into a steady rhythm as he started plowing the mercenary’s rear, driving the man to grunt and groan with each thrust. The mercenary hated to admit it, but he was starting to get used to the bull’s shaft and each coupling was bringing more pleasure than pain.